Elloooo
So, I'm not sleeping again
That's because I have insomnia so yea. Anyway, I know I'm a little boring...I mean my chapters, but well it 's just the beginning of the book and I'm trying but failing.I really think this book is somehow boring and I can't think of a lot original things.
I thought I could break this down for ya guys... So Elliott is 18 and is born on 3rd April and Lucas is 19, born on 30th October half a year before Elliott. Jo is also 18 and she's born on 15th February, Chris is 18, born 24th July. Yes, okay. We've settled this.
Cakes.
Anyway, you know I've been mentioning Elliott's siblings. So, her younger twin siblings, Sienne and Hudson, were 14 when they died. And her older twin siblings are 23 and in college.
Yea it is really rare for a family to have 2 pairs of twins, but I just though it would be interesting.Conner and Jenna- the older twins- are gonna show up in the book, just as Lucas' younger step-sister and his father.
Enjoy the rest!
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*Elliott's POV*
I looked at him, pain in his eyes, then just walked away. I couldn't care less for him. He was playing no role in my life other than the school's manwhore. And he will only stay just that, nothing more.
Or so I though?
I was passing down the school hallways, trying to remember what my next class was. The halls were full so I just blended in and continues in the same pace. People passing by, looking at me like I just slaughtered a man behind the school's container.
I just shrugged people off. They were meaningless here too. I'd just finish high school very fast and these people wouldn't know who I am anymore. Of course.
I am no one. A huge nothing.
As I remembered my next class was PE, I headed to the gym. I was always really bad at sports and I just didn't have the power to play volleyball right now.
I had a really bad experience with balls. I was five and I played with my brother Conner in the backyard.
So we were playing football and I was defending my goal -space between two rocks in my case- and Conner kicked the ball really hard so it ended up hitting the upper side od my hand and hitting me into the nose.And from then I always close my eyes and get into my protective position, afraid of the ball. But every time someone throws something, it's like I see it in slow motion. It helps a lot though. I sometimes end up hitting the ball and not getting hit by the ball.
After PE ended, I walked to the parking lot and waited for Jo at her car. A few minutes later, I saw her coming. When she came we greeted each other and got in.
"When are you and Lucas going to apologise to each other? I hate seeing you like this.." She told me in a caring voice, trying to focus on the road.
I really didn't know the answer to that question. Maybe never? I don't know. I guess I'm gonna have one of my many psychic dreams before it happens. No one knows about my psychic dreams tho, well my dad knew but he brought the secret with him into the grave. My psychic dreams happen every night and I dream of a 3 second long future sneak peak, so to say.
"He hit me, Jo." I simply answer to her. I'm really sorry for her being concerned about me, she doesn't need to be and I want to tell her that...but I don't.
She said nothing and drove me home. When I got out, I hugged her and went into the house, locking myself and leaving the key in the door. I pulled a cigarette out and lit it. I just loved how the smoke calmed me down. It was like medicine. Yes, I was smoking, but not all the time. I took 2-4 cigarettes weekly. Just to calm down. No one knew about this.
When I finished off the cigarette, I went upstairs and changed. I couldn't go to work. Not after I found out It's Lucas' ownership, you probably know why.
I didn't quit either. I took my phone and called my workplace, telling them I was sick and it's pretty bad so I wasn't going to work for a few days.
I laid in my bed. Thinking of my family. It's funny how people leave even tho, they promised so much times they wouldn't. I made that tough he last one before I fell asleep.
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*In the morning I did everything I usually do. Meaning:
Brushed teeth, hair, put clothes on, and had breakfast. After then, Jo came here, to pick me up for school.
In school I confronted Josh.I told him:
'You told me you were leaving because I smoke cigarettes. I stopped in fear of losing you forever. I went to your place to tell you I broke my bad habit. I saw you pressing your lips against someone new. My walk home was lonely and the only thing pressed against my lips was a cigarette. I guess it's time to quit my bad habit. You.' And he stared at me wide-eyed.It actually was like that. A few months back. We fought, broke up and the reason is because he found out about my smoking secret. He was shocked and told me he was leaving me. But eventually, we came back together, because I was an idiot and the girl he kissed was just a one night stand.
And so the day continued on. I had algebra now and was 'thrilled' to see my 'favourite' person there. I sat on my usual place, not bothering to look at him. Nothing interesting.
He didn't bother about me either. And I must say, it bugged me a little. I missed Lucas somehow.. It was weird, but I was used to his presence. Always.
After class, a hand caught me by the elbow.
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked, hurt still in his eyes. I felt bad for him. Well..now he knew how I felt."I'm not mad. I'm hurt." I told him. He looked down to the floor, then again at me.
"Same thing." He said. He understood nothing. The world of depression, anxiety and grief was a whole new thing for him, apparently.
"There's a difference." I said and walked away. After a while, I turned back to see if he was still there. No. He blended into the crowd and disappeared. How amazing.
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I am so sorry, I couldn't make this good. I don't have much imagination now, but I have something planned for the future.Song for the chapter: Hurts- Miracle
So these parts are gonna be a little boring, so...you gotta hold on.
I planned out everything, but don't know how to put the story to be good and blend in with those chapters. So I guess it'll get more exciting.Luv
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